Custer chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, Black Hills, D.T. [S.D.]) 1880-1890, 1887-06-25

there Is SOME ono III HcdNcH WIFI Wuoiii
he once shook hands. As a man gets
older. he number of his celestial ac-
~ouaintances very rapidly multiplies.
We have not had one glimpse of them
since the night we kissed them good
by and they went away; but still we
stand gazing at heaven. Az when
some of our friends 60 across the sea-,
we stand on the dock, or or the
steam-tug, and watch them, and after
awhile the hulk of the vessel disap-
pears, and then there is only a patch
of sail On the sky, and soon that is
gone, and they are all out of sight, and
vet we stand looking in the same direc-
ton; so when our friends 60 away
from us iato the future world we keep
looking Gown through the Narrows,
and gazing out as though we expected
that they would come cut and stand
on some evening cloud, and give us
one glimpse of their blissful and trans
figured faces. While you long to join
their companionship, and the years
and the days 90 with such tedium that
they break your heart, and the viper
of pain, and sorrow, and bereavement
keeps gnawing at your vitals, you still
stand, like Stephen, gazing into
heaven. You wonder if they have
changed since you saw them last. You
wonder if they would recognize your
face now, SO changed mas it been with
trouble. You wonder if, amid the
myriad delights they have, they care
| as much for you as they used to when
they gave you a helping hand and put
| their shoulder under your burdens.
You wonder if they look any older;
and sometimes, in the evening-tide,
when the house is all quiet, you wonder
if you should call them by their first
name If they would not answer; and
perhaps sometimes you do make the
experiment, and when no one but God
and yourself are there you distinctly
call their names, and listen, and wait,
and sit gazing into heaven.
Pass on now and see Stephen look
ing upon Christ. My text says he saw
the
son OF A
at the right hand OF God. Just how
Christ looked in this world, just how
He looks in heaven, we cannot say. 4
writer in the time of Christ says, de
scribing the Saviour's personal appear
ance, that He had blue eyes and ligh
complexion. and a very graceful struc
ture; but | suppose it was all guess
work. The painters OF the difieren
ages have tried to imagine the feature
of Christ, and put them upon canvas
but we will have to wait until with on
own eyes sc see Him and with our owl
ears we can hear Him. Yet there is
way of seeing and hearing Him now.
have to tell you that unless you see an
near Christ on earth, you will neve
see and hear HIM in heaven. Look
There He is. Behold the Lamb of God
Can you not see Him? Then pray 4
God to take the scales off your eyes
Look that way-try to look that way
His voice comes down 10 you this da
comes down TO the blindest, to Oh
deafest soul, saying: s'Look unto mt
all We ends of the earth. and be y
saved, for | am God, and there is non
else" Proclamation of universal emaI
cipation for all slaves. P~roclamatie
of universal amnesty for all rebels
Ahasuerus gathered the Babylonish nc
bles to his table; George | entertaine
the lords of England at a banquet; Na
poleon Ill welcomed the czar of Russi
and the sultan of Turkey to his feast
the emperor of Germany was glad t
have our minister, George Bancroft
sit down with him at his table; but tie
me, We who know most of the world
history, what other king ever asked tn
abandoned and the f~orlorn, and tn
wretched, and the outcast, to come an
sit down beside himp o, wonderful in
vitation! You can take it to-day, an
stand at the head of the darkest allie
in all this city, and say: Come
Clothes for your rags, salve for you
sores, a throne for your eternal reign
ing"
that talks like that, and acts like that
and pardons like that-do you wonde
tina. Stephen stood looking at himP
hope to spend eternity doing the sam
thing. | must see HIM. l must loo
upon that face once clouded with IN
sin, but new radiant with my pardon
| want to touch that hand that knocke
off my shackles. want to hear tina
voice that pronounced my deliverance
Behold him, little children, for if yo
live to three score years and ten, yo
will see none SO fair. Behold him
y. aced ones, for he only a shin
tarcvgh the dimness of your failing
eyesight. Behold him, earth. Behold
him, heaven. What a moment whel
all the nations of the saved shall gathe
around Christ! All faces that way
All thrones that way, gazing, gazing
on Jesus.
His worth j If all the nations knew,
Sure the whole earth would love him too
/ pass on now, and look at Stepher
stoned. The world has always wanted
to get rid of good men. Their yer,
life is an assault upon wickedness
Out with Stephen through the gates o
the city. Down with him over tn,
precipices. Let every man come VI
and drop a stone upon his head. Blu
the Sc men did not SO much kill StepheI
as they killed themselves. Every ston'
rebounded upon them. While thes,